When Paul arrived in the morning to pick Katie up, he was thrilled with the result.
"Wow," he exclaimed. "You guys did a very good job on this girl. Ted told me he got a nice moisture bridge when he dropped her off, but look at her now. There's a puddle of wetness underneath her." He smiled at Katie. "How do you feel?"
"So horny I'm practically crawling out of my skin," she replied truthfully.
"Well, hold that thought. You'll get fucked soon enough," said Paul with a wink.
"How about right now?" She knew she was pushing her luck, but it never hurt to ask.
Rick and Paul looked at each other. With a lustful grin on his face, Rick said, "This one is good. I would really appreciate her next time I get a free night."
"It certainly seems like there's some chemistry here," Paul observed. "What do you think, 3Y? Would you like to come back and have Rick fuck you all night?"
Her response is instantaneous. "Yes! When?"
"Soon."
"Now? Tonight?" Katie knew she was practically begging at this point, but she didn't care.
"I don't make the schedules, but I do influence them," said Paul. "I'll see what I can do about getting the two of you hooked up pretty soon." Katie practically squealed with delight. She rolled toward Rick and rubbed her body seductively against his. Rick responded in kind, grabbing her backside and pulling her tighter against him. They kissed passionately until a throat clearing made them look up. Paul was chuckling, watching them. "Go ahead, you two. You can play for a few more moments. I don't mind watching. 3Y, stroke his cock."
Katie started touching Rick's cock, the entire delicious, throbbing length of it. She felt the hardness of it, wanted it between her legs so badly. She smiled and looked to Paul.
"Paul," Katie said seductively, "get some of my pussy juice on your fingers and bring them up to mine. I obviously can't reach down there right now."
Paul eagerly knelt and stuck two fingers between Katie's legs, then brought them up and presented them to her. Katie moistened her pointer finger with her own juice from Paul's fingers and then dabbed it around the head of Rick's hard, throbbing cock. Rick was soon moaning. Pre-cum glistened all over the head of his penis. Katie gathered some and rubbed it on the sensitive underside of his cock and slowly stroked it.
"Mmm... God," Rick moaned. "That feels so good."
Katie couldn't help but moan in response, loving the pulsing of Rick's swollen member in her hand.
"Damn" said Paul as he looked at his watch. "I really hate to stop the show, but it's time to get going. B, I'm sorry, but you need to get your penis away from her." Reluctantly, Rick withdrew and Katie released a sigh of disappointment. Paul smiled understandingly and gave the two time to move apart. "Okay, let's get the walking chains on her. It's time for a tour."
"Tour? What sort of tour?" asked Katie.
"Just a general tour. You'll get to meet some people in accounting, but mostly security."
Katie could smell sex clinging to her skin. "Can't I shower first?"
"Afraid not," Paul explained. "That's not how this works. People want to meet you the way you are. I'm sure you'll get the chance to get cleaned up, but right now, we have to do something a bit out of sequence."
Paul guided Katie into another office. Behind the desk sat a man with dark, shortly-cropped hair the color of burnished iron. There was a faint hint of a scar peeking out from underneath a fuzzy mustache. The scariest and most intimidating facet of this man, however, was the way his ice-blue eyes seemed to stare straight into Katie's soul, making her shiver. She was directed to sit. Paul quickly shackled her wrists to the side of the chair.
"3Y," he said with no sign of his earlier kindness in his voice, "this is Jones. Just Jones. He's the head of security here." He nodded to the man. "Good morning, sir."
There was an awkward pause, then Paul nudged her shoulder and she realized they were waiting for her. "Oh, good morning, sir," murmured Katie.
"There's nothing good about this morning," said Jones coldly. Then, after clearing his throat, he continued, "3Y, from the reports I've read, it seems you're doing well and cooperating. I wanted to meet with you to remind you why it would be wise to continue your cooperation. We at The Mint want you to move through the curriculum and then get out of here as quickly as possible. That's how we make our money. The faster we turn you over, the better."
Jones tapped his fingers menacingly on the desk, drawing Katie's gaze. They were blocky, meaty fingers. The hands of a brute. He leaned forward. "There is absolutely no escape from this place. You cannot connect to any staff here in the hope they could help you. If we saw Paul getting too close to you, he wouldn't be allowed near you ever again. Other than simple direction, you should not have any open communication with my guards. We will be watching. There will be zero opportunity for you to find allies amongst our staff. The only way you will get out of here is through an auction. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir, I understand," Katie gulped.
"Good," Jones said, then abruptly, "Now take her away, Paul."
Paul walked Katie down the hall, when they were out of earshot of anyone, she said, "Well, that was scary."
Paul nodded. "He scares me, too. Listen to what he has to say, though. There is no way I can risk learning much about you while he's around. You're right to be scared of him because he has the power to add 'escape risk' to your dossier. If that happens, your value will dramatically decrease at auction, and you'll end up being sold to someone who views it as a challenge. And if they view you as a challenge, they'll rise to the occasion by keeping you on a chain and under constant observation. He'll probably be interviewing you again. His eyes are on all of us. Don't get on the wrong side of Jones."
Paul accompanied Katie down the hall and through a familiar door.
"Hello 3Y," greeted Justine. Nurse Betty was also there. "We've decided you are the perfect one," Justine continued. "Here at The Mint we have a rigorous CQI program."
"CQI?" queried Katie. "Hmm, continuous quality improvement?"
"You got it." Justine smiled. "You've been doing those Kegel exercises. Now we've decided to step that up. You will be this year's model."
"Model?" Katie arched her eyebrows.
"It's a form of speech," said Justine with a wave of her hand. "You're still a human but you're our model, yes. We've decided that we want this year's model to have strengthened vaginal muscles. We've developed a whole regimen that we're going to put you through. Now, the junior and senior girls will get a taste of it as well, but most of the girls still on chains will have some new requirements put on them for passing out of the school. We just don't think we have enough time to tone all the upper class girls to our standards."
"Tone to your standards?" asked Katie.
"Yes. Here's what we're going to do. You're the first one. We're going to get a baseline going. We've got an instrument— a dildo here— in which we've embedded strain gauges. We're going to insert it in you now and have you clench on it with your pussy, do you understand?"
"I think so."
"We will get a baseline reading now and eventually, by the time you finish the program, we hope you will have doubled or tripled your clenching ability. Now, spread your legs. Oh, you are so nice and moist dear," Justine touched between Katie's thighs. "No need for lube," she said to Betty.
"I would say not," replied Betty as she eyed the wetness evident on Justine's fingers.
Justine held up a dildo with a wire cable coming out the end of it. "This is what we're going to put in you, 3Y. There are two sensors to read out the force you exert. So you can concentrate on your general vaginal area and also on the opening of your vagina. You should be able to specifically clench both areas."
Katie gasped as the dildo was intruded into her pussy. "Okay 3Y," Justine instructed, "now go ahead and clench down. What do you get, Betty?"
"I'm getting a .036."
"Good. That's our baseline for the lower vaginal muscles. Write that down. Now, 3, clench higher up in your vagina. That's a good girl. Come on, come on, harder. Squeeze that little cock."
Katie bit her lower lip and clenched as hard as she could, while feeling a sense of shame at what she had been reduced to.
"Very good!"
"Yes, I'm getting a reading now of .052," reported Betty.
"Excellent. Write that down. Now, let me hold it in you, 3Y, and we'll get you to lie down and repeat the experiment." Paul and Justine helped her lie down on an exam table. Katie squirmed uncomfortably, trying to move her arms over to one side so her hands were in the small of her back. Justine saw her grimace. "Oh you won't be like that long, dear. Just bear with us. Now, clench. Come on, girl, hard!"
Nurse Betty exclaimed, "Oh, we're getting a better reading when she's down!"
"Mark it down. Alright, 3Y, ease up now, clench further up in your vagina and see what you can do. Come on girl, come on!"
"Oh yes, yes. That's an improvement over standing, too. Should we try her in a doggie position?" asked Betty.
"Certainly won't hurt," Justine decided. Within moments, they had Katie turned over on her knees with her ass in the air "Okay, 3Y, clench at the entrance to your pussy."
They took the same readings as in the standing and lying positions and Betty marked them down. "Very good," said Justine, finally. "We'll be doing this with all the girls, but especially new girls. You will have more than just the Kegel exercises you're doing. We have these." Justine pulled out a stainless steel dildo like instrument with balls in the middle and on both ends.
"What's that?" said Katie.
"This is your trainer. It weighs about a pound. We're going to insert it in you now. You will have to hold it inside anytime you walk somewhere. Over time this will build up your inner muscles."
